To the spectators below, Group Seven had entered the stage and engaged in a brutal, bloody battle—except for Bernard and Fredrick. As soon as they stepped onto the stage, Bernard and Frederick locked eyes, staring each other down.Suddenly, Bernard roared and swung his fist at Frederick.The force of his punch was so powerful that it pushed back the contestants around him. His strength was obvious, and a blow like this could reduce a tiger to a pile of meat.However, Frederick merely extended his palm slowly and caught Bernard's punch easily. He stood there, unmovable, like a mountain.Bernard froze as sweat rolled down his forehead.At that moment, he felt like he wasn’t facing a man, but an ancient, colossal beast."My little sister, who’s still in college, hits harder than you," Frederick smirked, teasing him.He wasn’t lying. After all, he wouldn’t use his inner aura to block his sister’s swats, so he’d feel a little bit of pain. To him, Bernard’s punch didn’t even qualify
“No matter how proud you are, you have to admit that you lost today, didn’t you?“I know why you showed off your overwhelming strength—it's to scare off the remaining three hundred contestants. But before that, over six hundred contestants had already died.“And, they were all cultivators from Drakonia. With just a little trick, I made Drakonia’s Cultivation Realm suffer a massive loss.“Not to mention, among those killed, ninety-nine of them died at your own hands. Let me tell you who some of them were.“One was a successor of the Sword Pavilion, which has protected Drakonia’s borders for generations. Today was his eighteenth birthday. After today, he was supposed to take his sword and guard the borders for the next sixty years.“There was also the top student of the Drakonia War Academy. If you hadn’t killed him, he might have become the next Imperial Preceptor.“And then there’s the only son of Drakonia's Chief of Foreign Affairs. His father recently made a significant contrib
"Get lost!" Frederick snapped at the cultivators, who exchanged awkward glances before leaving quietly in shame. Not one of them had seen through Regina's scheme. When Regina started clapping, Frederick had already lifted the illusion, so they had heard every word she said. They were now all aware of her plot.Once everyone was gone, the arena was empty, except for Frederick and Bernard's lifeless body. Bernard was the only one who had truly died.Frederick then took all the rare treasures that Medisphere Pharmaceuticals had offered as prizes. Among them was something that Frederick needed—a hundred-year-old Miracle Grass. Though it had only matured for a century, it was enough for use in medicine.With this Miracle Grass, Frederick would be able to create the Immortality Pill. While it wouldn’t grant true immortality, it could at least give Lennon a few more months to live. As word of Regina’s plot spread among the cultivators, it caused a massive uproar.“Damn Medisphere
"Don’t worry, Mr. Campbell. A bunch of Skuirans won't cause much of a stir in Drakonia," Frederick said with a smile."Great. As long as you're confident. Otherwise, we’d be humiliating the traditional medicine community of Drakonia. If Skuira occupied our territory here, I’m afraid that they’ll claim traditional medicine as theirs one day." Lennon sighed.As someone who had lived through both Drakonia's modern and contemporary eras, he had witnessed the decline of Drakonia's traditional medicine firsthand. Despite dedicating his life to traditional medicine, his contributions had been small in the grand scheme. However, the current crisis could completely topple Drakonia's traditional medicine legacy."Just wait for the good news! By the way, I got my hands on a stalk of Miracle Grass today. I snatched it from those Skuira dogs. I’ll give it to you once I make it into an Immortality Pill," Frederick said while laughing."Absolutely not! The Immortality Pill is priceless. Don’t
The Odyssey Hotel was one of the most luxurious hotels in Mirage City, featuring two grand ballrooms, each capable of hosting over a thousand guests. One was called the Heaven Hall, and the other the Earth Hall.Medisphere Pharmaceuticals had booked the Heaven Hall for today’s Traditional Medicine Forum. Originally, they planned to reserve the entire hotel, as money wasn’t an issue for them. They almost signed the contract when the hotel management suddenly called it off. The Odyssey Hotel was a government-private partnership, and Frederick had used his connections to step in and book the Earth Hall. The two ballrooms were only a floor apart.To show the importance of this event, Regina came to the registration area to welcome the arriving traditional healers. The registration area was set up on the plaza outside the hotel, with a large board for attendees to sign their names. Two lines of pretty hostesses stood along the red carpet, creating an eye-pleasing scene.On the ot
The Drakonia Traditional Medicine Forum, held under the banner of reviving the true legacy of Drakonia's traditional medicine, made those attending the Medisphere Pharmaceuticals’ forum uncomfortable. It felt as if they were betraying their roots.They knew what they were doing, but they wouldn’t allow anyone to point it out.An elderly man strode towards Frederick, and reprimanded him harshly, "Who is your mentor? Who gave you permission to hold the Drakonia Traditional Medicine Forum here? What qualifies you to represent Drakonia's traditional healers?" "And who are you?" Frederick raised an eyebrow and asked."Rupert Chamberlain, the leader of the Evergreen Healer Sect!" Rupert introduced himself proudly, and snorted. "The Evergreen Healer Sect that claims to have over a thousand years of Drakonia’s traditional medicine heritage?” Frederick asked."Great, at least you’ve heard of us!" Rupert got even more arrogant, and nodded."Then why are you attending a forum organized b
Rupert frowned. The people before him were not nobodies; several were even on par with him. They were grandmaster figures in the traditional medicine community. He wondered why they would attend such a “lowly” forum.Others were equally shocked that the obscure forum was suddenly filled with so many luminaries. This made them feel even more like traitors, betraying their own people.Some attendees began to waver, not wanting to bear the shame of being called sellouts.While they hesitated, three elderly men with the aura of a sage approached, causing an uproar in the crowd. They hadn’t expected them to be here. Suddenly, some felt extremely anxious.If the three elders were here to join Frederick’s Drakonia Traditional Medicine Forum, those attending another forum would be branded as traitors without a doubt.After all, both events were happening at the same time, and both had renowned experts in attendance. Yet they had chosen to side with the forum hosted by Skuira.In t
The traditional healers attending the Traditional Medicine Forum looked at each other, conflicted and unsure of what to do. They wanted to back out, but the benefits Medisphere Pharmaceuticals had offered were hard to give up. Yet, staying meant they would carry the burden of shame for the rest of their lives. Not everyone would be willing to ignore their reputation entirely.“There’s an old saying in Drakonia, ‘new talents emerge every generation.’ A forum isn't about flaunting seniority or credentials. People should choose the place that offers better learning opportunities. Even if you have high seniority in the Drakonia’s traditional medicine community, that doesn't mean everyone has to flock to you.”A middle-aged man in Skuira’s folk costume approached with a faint smile."And who might you be?" Lennon asked, his voice stern."Allow me to introduce myself. I am Hubert Underwood, the founder and pioneer of Skuira’s curanderismo," Hubert declared proudly."Curanderismo? Wh